In case you haven't heard, especially since the mischievous cat didn't bother to update her blog, the box in the wall has been fixed! Yes, once again we are enjoying the warmth of a fire.

Today is Valentine's Day. I'm not going to write about it because I've covered it all in the past. If you're memory isn't what it used to be and you really care what I have to say about it, you can read it here  otherwise, let's get on to more pressing matters.

This morning I had a very strange experience in the shower. No, this time it did NOT involve spiders but it was scary nonetheless. I had one of those complete brain-fog moments in which I was temporarily rendered helpless ... it was an "OMGosh, what do I do now" moment.

Allow me to set the scene.

Sherri.

Shower.

Wait a minute, maybe photos will help you out here.

WHAT????. Did you hear that? What were those sounds? First, the big thump was my husband hitting the floor. When I mentioned the words shower and photographs in the same sentence he passed out cold. It wasn't for fear of me posting photos of myself in the shower (ewwwwwwwwww) but rather fear of me actually showing you the shower stall ... You see, I'm talking about a 40 year-old-never-been-remodeled shower. Think about it. Now wipe that gross image from your brain.

Whewwwwwwwwwwwww.

The second sound was a huge sigh of relief coming from the hubs.  It's ok honey, you can get up off the floor now.

And for the rest of you, don't worry. Even though I'm in the shower I promise everything written and shown here will be G-rated (and everyone yells "THANK GOODNESS.!")

Ok, back to the photos. First we have this   and then, this.

My bathing implements, that's all. What did you expect? This is after all, a G-rated blog.

Anywho, every morning it's the same routine. I blindly stumble into the shower and begin my bathing ritual. First I shampoo my hair (all 345 of them) and then my body. It's the same thing. Every. Single. Day.

Hair

Body.

Today was no different. I washed my hair with my favorite shampoo. I like to use one for fine hair because ... duh, I have fine hair. I also like this one because it's supposed to give your hair volume which is really nice for people such as me who've found there just aren't as many hairs in the scalp as there used to be. Whether it really works or not, who knows, but I've convinced myself it does and that's all that really matters.

After adequately cleansing my hair I moved on to the next step of washing my body.
I reach for this  and this  , squishing up the scrubby to make it nice and sudsy.

But today for some reason, something didn't look quite right. And, it's didn't smell quite right either. Where's the fragrant smell of lavender? Why isn't is as sudsy as usual? It's then I realize my mistake. Instead of squeezing out body wash I mistakenly grabbed the shampoo.

And there you have the conundrum of the day. What's a girl to do? Do I rinse off the scrubby and wash away pennies worth of a precious shampoo? Or, do I continue on and wash my body with hair cleaner. Ok. I can see it now. You're all rolling your eyes and asking "what's the big deal? It's only shampoo."

Well, that's the thing. It's SHAMPOO! It's meant for washing hair, not skin. And, I ask you, how do I know it will even work? And even worse what if it DOES work? Have you even read the bottle?

It says right here on the label: 

Have you LOOKED at me lately? Do I look like I need to add any more VOLUME to my body?

I think not.

So there it is, There was no way I was going to risk adding volume to my already fluffy body. A quick rinse of the scrubby and a terrible, no good disaster was averted.

Thank goodness because today is Valentine's Day and no way am I greeting my husband at the door with more volume, even though there would be only that much more of me to love!

It can be dangerous to leave your computer unattended ....

Dear Blog,

Once again Mommy has left the computer unattended and I've decided to take advantage of the situation. She's been very bad about writing lately and I think I should fill in for her so everyone doesn't forget about her blog.

Life is pretty good right now. We've been having a warmer than usual winter which is a good thing because we have no heat in our home. Something happened to the box in the wall where the heat usually comes out. I don't know exactly how it works but Mommy or Daddy feeds it these pellets and it shines really bright and spits out warm air. When it's cold outside I love to curl up in my basket in front of the box and bask in its heat. Mmmmm, cozy. I'm so sad that I haven't been able to sit in front of the box for a awhile now.

At first I thought the box didn't work because my parents stopped feeding it. (Gosh I hope they don't stop feeding me!) They feed the box these things they call pellets. Thank goodness they feed me something different because pellets aren't very tasty (don't ask me how I know). In fact, they don't look or smell like usual noms at all. They look more like things to go poop in. I haven't tried it but I had a brother who did a couple of times. It really made Mommy mad so I try to stay clear of them .... except when I'm looking for something to play with. Whenever someone feeds the box in the wall they usually end up spilling some of the pellets in the floor. Mommy says something about them being a pain the patootie but I think they're fun to push around and chase.

Anyway, Mommy and Daddy stopped feeding the box because they said it was broken. I don't know what happened but it wasn't me! Daddy ordered a part to fix it and some guy in a brown truck brought it to us the other day. Isn't it nice of him to bring it all the way to the front door? I guess it would have been even nicer if he had brought it in and fixed the box but Mommy says that's Daddy's job. My Daddy is so important he has two jobs. One is to the fix the box in the wall, the other is that place he goes to every day and comes home grumpier than one of the seven short guys. I wish Daddy didn't have to go there but Mommy says if I want to keep eating noms he has to go.

I checked out the part that Daddy will use to fix the box. I'm not sure how it's going to fix the problem, it looks more like one of my toys than a part, but what do I know? I'm just a cat. Anyway, Mommy says it came just in time because the weather is going to turn cold. This is the third part that Daddy has gotten to fix the box and Mommy says if this one doesn't work we'll have to throw in the towel. She also says we need to  keep our fingers crossed but I can't do that because I don't have fingers. Hopefully crossing my paws will work just as good. And, I really don't want to throw in the towel because what will I lay on if I do?

So, all you peoples out there. Cross your fingers, your toes, your paws, and for good measure, your eyes. I figure it can't hurt and I'm sure Daddy will appreciate knowing he has your support. I thank you from the bottom of my heart to the tip of my tail. And if by chance this part doesn't work, send me your address 'cause I'll be looking for a warmer home.

Gratefully yours,
Spunky